{ Getting Married }

"We need to talk." To be completely honest, he was the last person I ever expected to see standing outside my hotel room. At least not after what had happened earlier. How he found out where I was staying was beyond me.

I remained silent for a moment trying to figure out if I wanted to cry or if my anger would get the best of me. "I think we did more than enough talking already. Now, if you don't mind, I'm tired," I snapped closing the door on him. The anger must have won. Before the door completely closed, he put his foot making it stop. Rolling my

eyes and sighing in annoyance, I opened the door once again. I was about to yell at him to get lost, but he spoke first, "Look, I know I was a douche bag earlier, but we seriously need to talk....So, may I come in?"

I stare at him for a few moments deciding on what I should do. I wasn't sure if I wanted to hear anymore of what he had to say. He made it pretty clear of what he thought of me and my baby earlier. But then again, why would someone like him even bother to come looking for me after all that. Without speaking a word to him, I step back and stretch out my arm indicating for him to come in. Just because I let him in, does not mean I'm happy about it. I want to hear what he has to say.

"How did you find me?" I asked as soon as the door was closed behind me. I crossed my arms over my chest waiting for his response.

"I have my ways..." he trailed off as his gaze fell on my stomach. If you looked really carefully, you could faintly see a small bump. Feeling a little weirded out, I unfolded my arms and made my way over to an armchair. He followed my lead and did the same, sitting on another armchair across from me.

"So, you came to talk? About what exactly?"

He sighed and ran a hand through his hair and placed his elbows on his knees. "The baby. I came to talk about the baby." I stayed silent indicating him to go on. "I know what I said before was uncalled for, but you need to see where I'm coming from. I can't just go around believing things like this. If that was the case, I would have women coming to me everyday telling me I fathered their kid...all for money."

"That doesn't exactly tell me why you came looking for me if you thought I was lying, and when I told you I needed nothing from you," I said perking up in my seat. This was all so confusing, he should not be here. He should be going about his life like nothing happened.

"That's just it. For that very reason that you told me you wanted nothing from me, it had me thinking. Others would be persistent for me to believe, but you weren't. So, I started thinking that perhaps you are right, and that child is mine." I sure as hell was not expecting that. Now he believes that it is his or might be his.

"Just because you came to the realization that you might be a father, does not mean I will be getting down on my knees and beg for you to help. I told you once and I'll tell you again, I can take care of my baby alone." I stood up and walked over to a bottle of water that was laying on my bed.

"Look Linda, al-"

"What did you call me?" I asked putting the bottle back down and looking at him with a glare.

"I called you Linda. That is you're name, is it not? Linda Buttertail?" Realization hit me then. I must have left the pass I stole from the girl in his office.

"No, that is not my name," I relaxed.

"Then what is your name?" He asked taking a few steps closer but not too close to invade my personal bubble. "It's Marie. Marie Williams."

"Well then, Marie. Here's the thing, if that baby you carry is mine, then I need to know that the heir of the Giovanni family business is well protected and looked after. And the only way to insure that is if you are well protected and looked after." He shoved one hand into his left pocket while with the other he inspected the hotel's decorations. I stood their with my eyebrows drawn together not understanding exactly what he was trying to say. Yeah, I knew i had to take of myself. It's pretty freaking obvious.

"I'm not stupid! I know I need to look after myself and stay healthy."

"You don't understand what I'm saying do you? What I'm saying is that I believe you are capable of all that, but to make sure it is actually done; I need to keep an eye on you. Therefore, you are moving in with me."

"What?!" Was this guy on something? I am not moving in with a complete stranger. Yet, I will sleep with one and get pregnant, huh? I ignored that thought and narrowed my eyes at Alexandro.

"I am not moving in with you! I don't even know you. Plus, I couldn't drop everything, my life is back in New Haven."

With a scowl on his face he spoke, "You moving in with me is the only way I know it is happening. So don't test me, Marie."

"Leave. I don't want to hear any of this anymore. So please leave," I said walking over to the hotel room door and opening it. He glared at me and I returned it. I was not moving in with some person I don't even know. Whether he be my child's father or not.

Alexandro walked over and stopped right in front of me. He reached into his blazer jacket pulling a little rectangular paper out. "This is not over, but if you change your pretty little mind, you know where to reach me." He handed me the rectangular paper and left the room. Closing the door behind him I walked over to my purse and placed the piece of paper-most likely a business card- inside, not bothering to look at it.

The day had been way too long for my liking. I felt both mentally and physically exhausted. Knowing I had to drive back to New Haven tomorrow, I decided to call it a night. I could worry about all that happened today some other time. Right now I just needed to get some much needed rest.

Settling into bed I layed on my side with one arm under my head and my other hand over my stomach. I gazed out the window at the full moon above the buildings. Slowly my eyes began to droop until they were completely shut and my breathing slowed.

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The drive back home the following morning wasn't as long as how it was when I went to New York. The traffic was reduced by about an hour. However, the entire drive I spent thinking about the night before. I was somewhat happy and relieved at Alexandro. I was relieved because Alexandro believed me about the pregnancy, even if it was just a little. That for me was enough to make a part inside of me feel happiness at the fact that my child might just have both parent figures in his/her life. Though, the fact that he wanted me to move in with him was just....unbelievable.

I will allow for him to see the baby and be part of it's life, but to move in with him....that would just not be fair for the both of us. It would make things awkward. He would want to see other women and I would want to have my own life. It just wouldn't work. Plus, I couldn't leave Sammy alone.

I will give him a call when I get home and let him know what I think of all this. It's the fair thing to do.

After another twenty minutes of driving, I finally made it into the apartment's parking lot. Getting out of the car and grabbing my belongings, I headed to the apartment door.

As soon as the door was opened and I had set one foot in,a squeal of excitement echoed through the apartment. Quickly looking up, I saw Sammy come racing out of her room and towards me. Not far behind was Matt.

When she reached me, she pulled me into a bone crushing hug. If that wasn't enough, she began to spin us around. I was getting the feeling of wanting to throw up so I decided to stop her.

I looked at her face-which had a huge grin on it- then over at Matt. All he did was smile and shake his head. "What's wrong with you?" I asked her with an eyebrow raised.

The next three words that came from her made me happy, but they also changed things. For good or bad; I didn't know...

"I'm getting married!"

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